A LION’S cub, storing out of its den, caught sight of a large army
marching by. The sight of so many men carrying rifles and bayonets
scared him and so he slunk back into the cave, trembling with fear.
His mother was resting.

The frightened cub sought the warm shelter by his mother’s side.
Feeling him quake all over, she was quite concerned. “What’s wrong,
my pet? You are a lion’s cub; you’ll be the lord of the jungle.
Nothing on earth should scare you.” “But mother dear, look out.”
Quavered the cub.

Glancing out of the cave, the lioness saw the army marching past.
“Oh, that!” she said disdainfully. “That’s an army marching to
slaughter its own kind! Man is the only savage being on earth who
kills his own kind in the name of religion, country, state or even
language!”